I decided I could get a jump on my sabbatical project (fortunately I was set to be on leave for the coming academic year) while being rather useless as a mover. The reason this piece is called Interlocks1 is because I intended to explore some ways of putting musical snippets together for the project I had in mind.
But the music took on a life of it's own, and soon I began thinking of it as my farewell piece for Roosevelt. I mixed in some of the many (many!) recordings I had made of the sonic environment where we had lived for the past 33 years.
This is the result. I decided to keep the name Interlocks1 because
life can be a series of "interlocks". We're here, we're connecting to
the Pacific Northwest, our grandson, our family; it all fits into place.
written the day of closing on our Roosevelt home